Next to me on this cold chair
there is no paper ghost,
no laughing smoke,
although I am told that we are well past
the days of imaginary friends.
Get real, everyone says,
but there is no one here to get real with.
*Just like last week, this next week will be full of tests and deadlines for me, and I don't have any posts scheduled, so I won't be around much, if at all.
2 comments:
Good luck with your tests and deadlines!
Thanks for sharing your poem. I'm still working it out. Poems are my favorite kind of puzzles.
'no laughing smoke,
although I am told that we are well past
the days of imaginary friends.'
I think I'm in love with those lines. Well done.
Good luck on the tests. I'm sure you'll do great.
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